Looking up thoughts
You know, a lot of things
Crawl
Bawl
Slither
Walk
Wrap around my mind
But then it peels away
Be pulled back
Each breath
Slower
Deeper
Calmer
A rhythm
The sensation of your touch
It disrupts
What seemed to be sleep
A beautiful on
I wish to go back
Everything was
Simple
Easy
Inhale
Exhale
The rhythm Is back
Dreaming
Imaginating
Hallucinating
Something not ordinary
Just surreal
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